(strummer/jones)

Let me tell you bout wayne and his deals of
Cocaine
A little more every day
Holding for a friend till the band do well
Then the d.e.a. locked him away

Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors
Bang bang, go the boots on the floor
Cry cry, for your lonely mothers son
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors

An Ill tell you bout pete, didnt want no fame
Gave all his money away
Well theres something wrong, itll be good for you, son
And so they certified him insane

And then theres keith, waiting for trial
Twenty-five thousand bail
If he goes down you wont hear his sound
But his friends carry on anyway
Fuck em!
Jail guitar doors
54/46 was my number
Jail guitar doors
Right now someone else has that number

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